bill-swift - April 24, 2012
Of course, just a couple or three years ago, you couldn't pay Kendra Wilkinson to keep her top on.
The Girls Next Door erudite spent the better part of the first four barely legal years inflating her tubes, then exhibiting them to the world by way of television and magazines and the occasional leaked sex tape. Then, she met Hank, the NFL receiver turned ultimate purse holder, and her world change. Clothes went on, stripping shows ended, and soon enough How to Be an Awesome Mommy and I've Overcome Lots of Shit Only Hot Busty Girls Know About books started hitting the book stores where Kendra had never spent a day in her life and suddenly she was the advice giving wife and mom. And, the funbags were put in the closet.
But, as we all must ultimately confront our own predetermined destinies, so must Kendra's bosom be freed enough for exhibitionist satiation. Their fate is to be paraded, displayed, and ultimately golden-showered by whoever the next, richer husband ends up being. So the Kendra cleavetastic was back on display this past Friday at the Playhouse Nightclub where Kendra brought out the little black dress and the big flesh-colored lanterns. And all we can say is, 'Hello again, old friends'. Enjoy.